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CLARA J. DENTON. 




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The White Chief- 

A Thanksgiving Playlet 



By CLARA J. DENTON. 



Copyright, 1915. Eldridge Entertainment House. 



Eldridge Entertainment House. 

FRANKLIN, OHIO. 






Characters. 

CHARACTERS. (Mentioned in order of speaking.) 

JANE, the maid. 

ELLEN, eldest married daughter of Mrs. Gordon. 

MRS. GORDON, widow whose only son was 
stolen by Indians on Thanksgiving morning thirty 
years before the play opens. 

MARY, Mrs. Gordon's second married daughter. 

NELLIE, child of Ellen. 

TOMMIE, child of Mary. 

LOUISE, a cousin. 

FANNIE, another cousin. 

UNCLE PETER, an old friend of the family. 

THE "WHITE CHIEF." 

Other friends and relatives of the family, as 
many as desired. 

Ordinary costumes suited to the occasion are 
worn. 



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DEC 20 1915 



The White Chief. 



SCENE. The dining-room in a farm house. 

The following characters are discovered: Jane, El- 
len, Mrs. Gordon, Mary, Nellie, Tommie, Louise and 
Fannie. 

Jane stands near long table holding a pile of din- 
ner plates. Ellen and Mary are adjusting a table- 
cloth on the table. Mrs. Gordon is seated in a rocker 
at right. Martha in a child's rocker near her, hold- 
ing a doll. Tommie on floor at center, looking at a 
picture book. The two cousins on a sofa at left. 

During the dialogue the sisters are setting the 
table. Jane, after depositing the plates on the table, re- 
tires to the kitchen for more dishes, etc. This business 
is continued naturally as long as necessary. 

Jane. These plates were on the top shelf of the 
cupboard and they had to be washed. 

Ellen. Mother hasn't used them for a long time, 
but when we have a dinner like the one we have 
planned for today, we need the largest plates we can 
get. Thanksgiving dinners don't go very well on tea 
plates. 

Mrs. G. Thanksgiving without snow doesn't go 
very well either, but we have to put up with it. I 
wonder how it would seem to have an old-fashioned 
Michigan Thanksgiving. 

Ellen. Yes, mother, our Michigan weather has 
changed wonderfully and I do wish you would change 
a little by not working every minute of your life. 
Come, do put your knitting away. 

Mary. Yes, mother, it will make my Thanks- 
giving day much more thankful if you spend part of 
it in sitting with folded hands. 



Mrs. G. You shouldn't say that when you know 
I am happy only when I am working. 

Ellen. Yes, sister, and you forget that there is 
probably a baby somewhere among the Gordon rela- 
tives who hasn't more than half a dozen socks to its 
poor little bare feet. There is one thing sure, if any 
of the kiddies get the stomach ache because of cold 
feet it will not be your fault, mother dear. Sister, 
see, is this the proper way to place the knives and 
forks? 

Mary. Oh, my, no. That way is all out of style. 

Ellen. Why, that used to be just the thing. 

Mary. I know it, but our next door neighbor 
was visiting in the city last week and the cousin of 
her hostess went to a perfectly swell banquet and the 
knives and forks and spoons were all placed like this, 
(changes them) that other way is countrified now. 

Louise (rising and coming toward the table.) 
Well, lets have them that way then, I like country 
ways for country folks. 

Fannie. Well, I don't, I think country folks 
have as much right to city ways as the city folks 
themselves. 

Nellie. Grandma, I wish you would knit some 
socks for my newest doll, will you? 

Mrs. G. Yes, dear, just as soon as I finish this 
pair. 

Nellie . But my doll is barefoot, (holds her up 
showing bare feet,) don't you feel sorry for her? 

Tommie. Oh, Grandma, if you're sorry for her 
dolly what must you think of this poor little Indian 
boy, (holds up picture book) see here, grandma, he is 
barefoot out in the snow. I didn't know Indians 
went barefoot in the winter. (Ellen and Mary stop 
working with startled faces. Mrs. G. rises quickly, 
exits L.) 

Mary. Didn't you know any better, Tommie, 
than to talk to grandma on Thanksgiving day about 
Indians? 



Tommy. Oh, say Ma, I forgot all about her 
little baby boy. 

Nellie. Tommie has the biggest forgettery you 
you ever saw. 

Louise. But why does she mind more on Thanks- 
giving day than on other days? 

Ellen. Dear me, don't you remember it was on 
Thanksgiving morning when my baby brother dis- 
appeared? 

Louise. Oh, dear, was it? How did it happen? 
Do you know, I have never heard the whole story 
yet. 

Fannie. {Rising and coming toward table.) 
Neither have I. 

Tommy. Oh say, aunt Ellen, tell it, won't you? 

Nellie. Yes, do ma, 'cause if Tommie hears it 
all maybe he'll know better than to say Indians on 
Thanksgiving day. I know better than that, don't I 
ma? 

Tommie. Nellie thinks she's awfully smart. 

Mary. Come now children, don't quarrel on 
Thanksgiving day. 

Fannie. Go on Ellen, with your story. 

Ellen. Well, it is a short, sad story soon told. It 
was thirty years ago this Thanksgiving morning and 
we were to have our nearest neighbors in for a big 
Thanksgiving dinner. That was in the early days of 
Michigan, you know, when the neighbors lived to- 
gether happily and took turns in making feasts for 
one another. As soon as we were done eating break- 
fast, on that Thanksgiving morning, mother said she 
would go to the barn and get the vegetables ready 
for dinner so that she could leave the refuse in the 
pigpen near by. Mary and I were to wash the 
dishes. We gathered them up and carried them in- 
to the pantry. Just as we began our little brother 
waked up and father took him up and dressed him. 

Mary. Yes, I can see yet just how he looked 
when he peaked through the crack in the pantry door 



at me, but go on, Ellen, you can tell the story better 
than I can. 

Ellen. He was a great mother boy and he be- 
gan teasing for her before he was dressed. Father 
thought it would be a fine surprise for mother to let 
the baby go to the barn after her, so as soon as he 
was dressed, he bundled him up and told him that 
mother was at the barn. He was a sturdy little fel- 
low and went there every day of his life, but he had 
never before gone quite alone. 

Louise. Was the barn far away? 

Ellen. Yes, about ten rods away, but in plain 
sight on a hill, there was a little hollow between the 
house and barn, where the baby could not be seen for 
a moment or so. Just as he came to the top of the 
hollow, father smelled mother's pies burning, he ran 
to look after them and when he went back to the 
window the baby was out of sight. So taking it for 
granted that the baby was with mother he paid no 
more attention to the matter. 

Mary. You must remember that Ellen and I 
could not see the barn from the pantry window. 

Ellen. It was a long time before mother returned 
to the house, she had cut up a squash, hunted the 
eggs, looked after the chickens and so on, and when 
she did come back to the house the baby was not only 
not with her, but she said she had not seen him. 

All. Oh! oh! how dreadful! 

Fannie. But how did they know the Indians had 
taken the little fellow? 

Mary. Some strange Indians had been seen pass- 
ing along the road that morning. There were plenty 
of friendly Indians living in the neighborhood at that 
time and they helped father hunt for our brother, but 
we never found any trace of either our brother or the 
strange Indians. 

Louise. And you never have found any trace of 
him at all? 

Mary. Never. Father spent a great deal of 



money traveling around and advertising, but it did no 
good. A few months after father died when the lit- 
tle boy had been gone many years we read in a 
paper about some Indians away out west who had a 
white man for their chief, but at that time we didn't 
have money enough to go off on a search like that. 

Ellen. We might go now, if we knew the name 
of the place, but we burned the paper so that grand- 
ma couldn't see it. 

Tommy. Well, you just wait until I'm a man, 
HI go off and find that white chief, he'd be my uncle 
Will, wouldn't he? 

Nellie. And mine too. I'm going with you when 
you go after him. 

Tommy. Huh, girls can't go where the Indians 
are. 

Nellie. They can too, guess I'd know my uncle 
Will when I saw him, jus's much's you would. 

Ellen. There now, children don't talk about In- 
dians, especially before grandma and on Thanksgiv- 
ing day. 

Fannie. It's a wonder your mother will keep 
Thanksgiving at all. 

Mary. She never did until since father died, 
but now she seems to want us all together at least 
once a year. 

Tommy. Well, when I'm a man I'll find the 
White Chief, I'll go all over where there are any In- 
dians, and if I see a white man there I'll go right up 
to him and say, hello uncle Will! (All laugh.) 

Ellen. Well, there now, I believe the table is all 
set. 

Mary. Yes, and the dinner is all ready, it's time 
the folks were here. 

Nellie. (Running to windoiv R.) Oh ! there they 
are, a whole carriage load, and there's uncle Peter, 
my I'm glad! 

Tommy. (Running to window.) So am I, he's 
so funny, he'll tell us all about the Jabberwocky. 



Ellen. Run and get the slippers out of the closet, 
Nellie, so they'll be handy for Uncle Peter. 

Nellie. (Going up and exit. ) But how can they 
be handy when they go on his feet? Guess they'll be 
footy. 

Tommy. And there's another great tall man I 
never saw before, he has black hair and he looks just 
like my grandfather's picture. 

All. (Running to window .) What? what? 

Ellen. Do you suppose it can be? 

Mary. Oh! what will mother say? There, they 
are all coming in. 
(Enter relatives, White Chief last, business of greeting.) 

Uncle Peter. (Pointing to White Chief.) Have 
you any idea who this is? 

Ellen. He seems like father come back again. 

Mary. (Going close to him.) You certainly do 
look like father. 

White Chief. I am your long lost brother, girls. 
It was a long road to the barn, wasn't it? 

Ellen. What will mother say? 

Mary. I fear she will die of joy. Uncle Peter, 
go into her room and prepare her for this great sur- 
prise. 

White Chief. Tell her the White Chief of the 
Comanche tribe in Oklahoma is bringing her news of 
her lost son. (Exit Uncle Peter L. ) 

Ellen. The minute she sees you, she will know 
you. 

Mary. Of course she will, you look exactly as 
father did. 

Ellen. But do tell us, how did you get here? 

White Chief. Of course I have always known 
that I was different from the other Indians, but I 
never knew who I was until last week, the Indian 
who kidnapped me confessed when he was dying. He 
told me all about it and gave me the little clothes I 
wore when I was stolen, so here I am. 

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Uncle Peter. (At L. Exit.) Come on now, your 
mother is ready to see you. (Exit L.) 

Nellie. (Enters carrying slippers.) Here are 
uncle Peter's slippers, why doesn't he come and put 
them on? 

Tommy. Oh never mind him, you have a real 
uncle now to get slippers for, our uncle Will the 
White Chief has come back. 

Nellie. Oh, I don't believe it. 

Tommy. Yes he has, I know it 'cause he said I 
looked just like he used to. 

Ellen. My but this will be a real Thanksgiving. 

Mary. So it will, so it will. 

Tommy. Yes, and won't I have fun after dinner 
listening to his Indian stories, all about the scalping 
and the warwhoops and— everything? 

Nellie. I don't want to hear all about all those 
wicked things, I'd rather hear uncle Peter tell about 
the Jabberwocky. 

Louise. Indians don't do wicked things like that 
now. 

Fannie. No they are civilized and live like white 
folks. 

Nellie. Say, Tommy, aren't you sorry we can't 
go hunt up uncle Will now? 

Tommy. You needn't care 'cause I wasn't go- 
ing to let you go anyway. 

(Enter from L. Mrs. Gordon leaning on White 
Chiefs arm, followed by Uncle Peter, they come to C. 

Ellen. Well, come folks, dinner is all ready and 
waiting. (They move toward table and while they are 
being seated the curtain falls. ) 



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